Lita settled into her room quickly enough, and after she found where everything was, she. `A nice little vacation from the entrance exams...' She plopped onto her huge bed and let her hair down, getting comfortable. Then she, realized, she was bored.
She quickly hopped up and put her hair tie on her wrist in case she'd need it later. She jogged to the kitchen where Mr. Popo was making dinner for her and himself.
Lita's eyes lit up and her heart began to beat faster!
"Can I help? I love to cook!" She jogged next to Popo and hung her nose over the pot of stew he was making, and sniffed it curiously.
The Genie man smiled as she stood up fully again and sighed.
"Beef and onion stew, right?" She asked, eyes closed and inhaling the heavenly aroma.
"That's right!" He chuckled jollily. "You have quite a nose Lita-san!"
"Just Lita!" She said as she fished around for a spoon.
"Here!" Popo offered. "Have a taste!"
With a wistful smile and eager lips, she accepted, and brought the brew to her mouth, blowing it gently. She took a taste, and smiled blissfully.
"It's wonderful!" She turned to him, asking, "You're the cook around here?"
He nodded, happy she approved of his culinary skills. "I cook for myself mostly, because Dende and Piccolo only require water. It'll be nice to dine with someone again!"
Lita nodded, taking another sip of the stew.
"Hmmm..." She hummed thoughtfully. "I think the broth is still to thin. For soup that'd be fine, but when it comes to beef stew, you have to have a rather thick base!"
"I think you're right, what do you suggest?"
Gathering a few of her favorite ingredients that were lying around, she began to talk to him about techniques she'd learned from her mother when she was young.
Piccolo stood at the door, watching. He still had a frown on his face, but a part of him was happy to see that this girl had a softer side. Maybe they could simply avoid each other and then there'd be no more problems.
Lita tied up her hair again that was easily down to her waist to avoid stray hairs from falling in the soup. No one noticed Piccolo watching from the door.
"...and that's how we hypothesized she got there."
"Thank goodness she's alright." Serena sighed, Rini by her side, who was equally as relieved.
"She's not mad at me, is she?" The child asked.
Trista shook her head. "She said nothing of it, princess."
Rini smiled, running up to and hugging her guardian.
"I'm so glad you found her, and I hope she's going to be okay there."
Trista shrugged.
"She'll be fine. There are many talented warriors in that dimension and plenty of things to keep her busy. Now we just have to figure out what happened to the time key."
That night, after a full and much needed meal, Lita lay in bed resting. She had come to terms with what had happened and was adjusting well, not really giving it a second thought. After all, she always seemed to adapt to different situations well.
There was a stifled grunt on the other side of the wall, and she sat up in bed curiously.
She heard it again.
She got up and slipped on a bathrobe that Mr. Popo had provided for her, and opened the door and stepped out of her room.
The awful noises continued, and she felt her eyebrows push downward, listening.
It was Piccolo.
"Piccolo-san?" She called out, trying to be respectful of him, considering it sounded like he was being tortured in there. `What am I afraid of, just walk in!'
That's precisely what she did.
Upon opening the door, she noticed how empty his room was. There wasn't even a bed. It was just a plain blank room. Curious, she walked in to see him sitting, arms crossed and legs following suit.
"Piccolo-san?" she whispered. Her voice low and a bit frightened.
Then he began to levitate off the floor.
She gasped and jumped back, the door flying shut. She was trapped.
I didn't know what was happening. The door just closed on it's own, and when I went to open it, it felt like there was a boulder on the other side blocking me from entering! The hairs on the back of my neck tingled and stood, alerting me to some kind of supernatural power.
I slowly turned and he was growling in what looked to be his sleep. His `eyebrows' were furrowed like he was in pain.
I walked to him, and knelt down. I don't know why, but I put my hand on the huge white cape draped over his shoulders.
I'm not quite sure what happened next, but I went flying through the air and crashed into the wall. I cringed, feeling the impact, but got back up just the same.
"Ah, shit, just what I need!" I grumbled, standing up again, which was quite an effort. "Come on Piccolo, wake up!"
Then, the air in the room began to move with a light breeze. It was refreshing at first, cooling as it cooled the sweat on my forehead...then I noticed there were no windows in the room! There was no way a draft could get in!
I stared at Piccolo, a new respect sinking in for him. A sudden gust of wind pushed me back again, and as I hit this time, I cried out. It hurt!
I fell to the ground and swallowed hard, trying to get a handle on this.
Okay, Piccolo's acting weird, there's this wind and there's no way it could be in here, of course unless it was coming from him!
I assumed that was true, and struggled to my feet again. It was harder this time.
I eyed the green man in front of me, and noticed he was breathing heavy.
"Piccolo-san! Wake up!" I screamed. Then I got mad, sick of being tossed around. "Jupiter Star power, MAKE UP!"
The lightning came out of nowhere and lifted me up, spiraling around me as it forced power into my body. I felt my cloths disintegrated off of me, hoping I had enough time to transform before he lashed out again. Electricity tingled across my naked skin, and quickly closed in on me, engulfing its amazing energy into my soul to use, and just as quickly as it came, it left.
"Jupiter-Thunderclap-ZAP!" The lightning poured from every molecule of my body as I aimed it at him. "You're going to wake up!"
I fired it, and it exploded around him and his eyes shot open, laden with fury!
`Uh oh, mistake!'
"Oops!" I bit my lip innocently as he glared at me, "You wouldn't wake up and you were attacking me so..."
Suddenly he was right there in front of me, pressing me against the wall. He had my wrists above my head, and he squeezed them harshly.
"What the heel did you think you were doing?" He yelled, obviously not concerned about how this would look if someone came in.
"Let me go, you jerk!" I would make him pay for this! I lifted my leg into his crotch and made sure it was with all of my might. To my amazement, there was nothing there! Nothing! I knew my eyes were wide, and that I must have looked like an idiot, but had you been in my situation, you'd have done the same thing.
He leaned his face only an inch from mine, and I felt my face blush. He was actually handsome...not cute like what I go for...just...handsome.
"Listen...I don't want you to cross my path again...you hear?" He leaned closer, his glare hardly scaring me. I was actually blushing.
He growled at me, and a heat rushed up through my body, and felt my chest rise and fall from each breath. My vision went hazy and I must have had a stupid look on my face, because Serena said I did every time I began to crush a new boy. If that's the case, why did this instance feel so different? Besides the fact that he had no dick and was yelling at me? The thought ran through my head and I blushed more.
"Um...you don't have a...a..." I stuttered, looking down at his pants.
This obviously took him back. His eyes grew wide and he stared at in more amazement than anger.
"Of course I don't!" I saw a tint of purple to his cheeks and I smiled, realizing he was blushing. "I don't need woman to reproduce..."
I giggled. "You're blushing."
He tried to frown, but he was embarrassed. It was obvious. I think he just figured out how he was holding me.
He still didn't let go.
"Uh...can I ask you something?" I couldn't believe I was going to ask that, but I was never the kind to change my mind. "Just because you're...a-sexual...does that mean you can't be with a...woman?"
I saw the breath catch in his throat, and I felt like bursting into tears from trying not to laugh.
"I...err...I..." He shook his head, new determination. "What are you doing in my room?"
"You were making a lot of noise." I said matter of factly. "If I didn't know any better, I'd say you and you're a-sexual self were..."
"You're sick!" He barked.
"I wasn't the one grunting and groaning in here!" I retorted, laughing inside at what this was turning into! I wish I could have recorded it!
Then I lost control. I dove my face forward and kissed him. He was very rigid, so I knew he had no idea what was happening. I really didn't care, I just wanted to try it.
As soon as my lips touched his, my body burst into flames! I've been kissed before, but this was amazing. Then, my heart stopped! He began kissing back. I opened my eyes wide to find that he was going along with this, and it seemed that he was enjoying it. The fact that he was responding, gave me chills, and he let go of my wrists and moved them to my waist. He then pulled me away.
I was light headed all of a sudden. His face so close to mine and my heart pounding so hard in my chest. He let me go and settled back into his cross-legged position, becoming very quiet.
I simply walked out of the room, detransformed, and back into my own. I fell right to sleep, like that kiss drained away every fiber of strength in my body.
She quickly hopped up and put her hair tie on her wrist in case she'd need it later. She jogged to the kitchen where Mr. Popo was making dinner for her and himself.
Lita's eyes lit up and her heart began to beat faster!
"Can I help? I love to cook!" She jogged next to Popo and hung her nose over the pot of stew he was making, and sniffed it curiously.
The Genie man smiled as she stood up fully again and sighed.
"Beef and onion stew, right?" She asked, eyes closed and inhaling the heavenly aroma.
"That's right!" He chuckled jollily. "You have quite a nose Lita-san!"
"Just Lita!" She said as she fished around for a spoon.
"Here!" Popo offered. "Have a taste!"
With a wistful smile and eager lips, she accepted, and brought the brew to her mouth, blowing it gently. She took a taste, and smiled blissfully.
"It's wonderful!" She turned to him, asking, "You're the cook around here?"
He nodded, happy she approved of his culinary skills. "I cook for myself mostly, because Dende and Piccolo only require water. It'll be nice to dine with someone again!"
Lita nodded, taking another sip of the stew.
"Hmmm..." She hummed thoughtfully. "I think the broth is still to thin. For soup that'd be fine, but when it comes to beef stew, you have to have a rather thick base!"
"I think you're right, what do you suggest?"
Gathering a few of her favorite ingredients that were lying around, she began to talk to him about techniques she'd learned from her mother when she was young.
Piccolo stood at the door, watching. He still had a frown on his face, but a part of him was happy to see that this girl had a softer side. Maybe they could simply avoid each other and then there'd be no more problems.
Lita tied up her hair again that was easily down to her waist to avoid stray hairs from falling in the soup. No one noticed Piccolo watching from the door.
"...and that's how we hypothesized she got there."
"Thank goodness she's alright." Serena sighed, Rini by her side, who was equally as relieved.
"She's not mad at me, is she?" The child asked.
Trista shook her head. "She said nothing of it, princess."
Rini smiled, running up to and hugging her guardian.
"I'm so glad you found her, and I hope she's going to be okay there."
Trista shrugged.
"She'll be fine. There are many talented warriors in that dimension and plenty of things to keep her busy. Now we just have to figure out what happened to the time key."
That night, after a full and much needed meal, Lita lay in bed resting. She had come to terms with what had happened and was adjusting well, not really giving it a second thought. After all, she always seemed to adapt to different situations well.
There was a stifled grunt on the other side of the wall, and she sat up in bed curiously.
She heard it again.
She got up and slipped on a bathrobe that Mr. Popo had provided for her, and opened the door and stepped out of her room.
The awful noises continued, and she felt her eyebrows push downward, listening.
It was Piccolo.
"Piccolo-san?" She called out, trying to be respectful of him, considering it sounded like he was being tortured in there. `What am I afraid of, just walk in!'
That's precisely what she did.
Upon opening the door, she noticed how empty his room was. There wasn't even a bed. It was just a plain blank room. Curious, she walked in to see him sitting, arms crossed and legs following suit.
"Piccolo-san?" she whispered. Her voice low and a bit frightened.
Then he began to levitate off the floor.
She gasped and jumped back, the door flying shut. She was trapped.
I didn't know what was happening. The door just closed on it's own, and when I went to open it, it felt like there was a boulder on the other side blocking me from entering! The hairs on the back of my neck tingled and stood, alerting me to some kind of supernatural power.
I slowly turned and he was growling in what looked to be his sleep. His `eyebrows' were furrowed like he was in pain.
I walked to him, and knelt down. I don't know why, but I put my hand on the huge white cape draped over his shoulders.
I'm not quite sure what happened next, but I went flying through the air and crashed into the wall. I cringed, feeling the impact, but got back up just the same.
"Ah, shit, just what I need!" I grumbled, standing up again, which was quite an effort. "Come on Piccolo, wake up!"
Then, the air in the room began to move with a light breeze. It was refreshing at first, cooling as it cooled the sweat on my forehead...then I noticed there were no windows in the room! There was no way a draft could get in!
I stared at Piccolo, a new respect sinking in for him. A sudden gust of wind pushed me back again, and as I hit this time, I cried out. It hurt!
I fell to the ground and swallowed hard, trying to get a handle on this.
Okay, Piccolo's acting weird, there's this wind and there's no way it could be in here, of course unless it was coming from him!
I assumed that was true, and struggled to my feet again. It was harder this time.
I eyed the green man in front of me, and noticed he was breathing heavy.
"Piccolo-san! Wake up!" I screamed. Then I got mad, sick of being tossed around. "Jupiter Star power, MAKE UP!"
The lightning came out of nowhere and lifted me up, spiraling around me as it forced power into my body. I felt my cloths disintegrated off of me, hoping I had enough time to transform before he lashed out again. Electricity tingled across my naked skin, and quickly closed in on me, engulfing its amazing energy into my soul to use, and just as quickly as it came, it left.
"Jupiter-Thunderclap-ZAP!" The lightning poured from every molecule of my body as I aimed it at him. "You're going to wake up!"
I fired it, and it exploded around him and his eyes shot open, laden with fury!
`Uh oh, mistake!'
"Oops!" I bit my lip innocently as he glared at me, "You wouldn't wake up and you were attacking me so..."
Suddenly he was right there in front of me, pressing me against the wall. He had my wrists above my head, and he squeezed them harshly.
"What the heel did you think you were doing?" He yelled, obviously not concerned about how this would look if someone came in.
"Let me go, you jerk!" I would make him pay for this! I lifted my leg into his crotch and made sure it was with all of my might. To my amazement, there was nothing there! Nothing! I knew my eyes were wide, and that I must have looked like an idiot, but had you been in my situation, you'd have done the same thing.
He leaned his face only an inch from mine, and I felt my face blush. He was actually handsome...not cute like what I go for...just...handsome.
"Listen...I don't want you to cross my path again...you hear?" He leaned closer, his glare hardly scaring me. I was actually blushing.
He growled at me, and a heat rushed up through my body, and felt my chest rise and fall from each breath. My vision went hazy and I must have had a stupid look on my face, because Serena said I did every time I began to crush a new boy. If that's the case, why did this instance feel so different? Besides the fact that he had no dick and was yelling at me? The thought ran through my head and I blushed more.
"Um...you don't have a...a..." I stuttered, looking down at his pants.
This obviously took him back. His eyes grew wide and he stared at in more amazement than anger.
"Of course I don't!" I saw a tint of purple to his cheeks and I smiled, realizing he was blushing. "I don't need woman to reproduce..."
I giggled. "You're blushing."
He tried to frown, but he was embarrassed. It was obvious. I think he just figured out how he was holding me.
He still didn't let go.
"Uh...can I ask you something?" I couldn't believe I was going to ask that, but I was never the kind to change my mind. "Just because you're...a-sexual...does that mean you can't be with a...woman?"
I saw the breath catch in his throat, and I felt like bursting into tears from trying not to laugh.
"I...err...I..." He shook his head, new determination. "What are you doing in my room?"
"You were making a lot of noise." I said matter of factly. "If I didn't know any better, I'd say you and you're a-sexual self were..."
"You're sick!" He barked.
"I wasn't the one grunting and groaning in here!" I retorted, laughing inside at what this was turning into! I wish I could have recorded it!
Then I lost control. I dove my face forward and kissed him. He was very rigid, so I knew he had no idea what was happening. I really didn't care, I just wanted to try it.
As soon as my lips touched his, my body burst into flames! I've been kissed before, but this was amazing. Then, my heart stopped! He began kissing back. I opened my eyes wide to find that he was going along with this, and it seemed that he was enjoying it. The fact that he was responding, gave me chills, and he let go of my wrists and moved them to my waist. He then pulled me away.
I was light headed all of a sudden. His face so close to mine and my heart pounding so hard in my chest. He let me go and settled back into his cross-legged position, becoming very quiet.
I simply walked out of the room, detransformed, and back into my own. I fell right to sleep, like that kiss drained away every fiber of strength in my body.